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Authors note – I don't know where this came from. Basically here is the timeline

1999 Jenny left in Paris

2000 Jenny left NCIS

2000/01 Jenny works with her majesties secret service all around the country

2002 Jenny joins MI6

2004 Ruth is Killed, Harry leaves, JEnny becomes boss

2005 – present

Okay, this is a slight crossover with spooks season 10 for those who watch it, those who don't don't worry there is no real need. Just let me know if you want anything conferming.

Enjoy…

Jenny Shepard slowly read through the case file NCIS had sent over. It had been a long time since she'd read one; with its brown cover and block printed front. 5 years to be exact. She read through they psych report, arrest warrants and all the other mind numbing paperwork that could be found inside and yet she'd never quite understood why they couldn't just bullet point the information - after all it would save a lot of time.

Name : Ari Hashwari

Age : 32

Wantedfor : three hostage situations in which he repeatedly took hostage special agent Kaitlin Todd before shooting and killing her with a sniper rifle.

**Suspected terrorist and threat to national security**

'Simple' she thought 'bullet point it'. But instead she was stuck with numerous reports. Jenny ran a hand through her long red hair as she looked out at section D. She knew working with NCIS would be hard, it was 5 years since she'd left to join MI5 and her life had changed so much. She'd met some amazing people and managed to let go of the vendetta she had held on to for so many years, something that had made her give up and lose all she had ever wanted.

She watched her team working swiftly and effectively to but the intel they'd been provided with into use: putting out alerts on transport and passport control. She smiled - they used their initiative, just like he'd taught her to all those years ago when she'd been a probie. But she couldn't think of him now, with his dashing blue eyes that took her breath away, his marine hair cut that suited just him, and iconic style... 'Stop!' She told herself, she'd be seeing him in little over an hour, now was not time to dwell on the past and regrets, or have those kinds of thoughts about her former boss.

Jenny stood up, stretching her aching muscles that protested vigorously against the chair she'd been sat it. It was a year now since Ruth, the woman the team saw as a mother figure and Harry her predecessor as a wife, had died. It had shaken the group to their core, and for Harry, the man who had persuaded Jenny to join their team and in his own way nurtured them all; but the death of the woman he loved had been too much. He'd left leaving Jenny in charge. She'd been honoured but for the first few months she'd refused to sit in the office that was now hers until Tariq and Callum had told her that none of them minded.

Now as she looked out of the window into their squad room and felt a pang of regret at all the people she had left behind in moving to London. She flashed back to the other squad room she'd worked in: in DC - with its bright orange walls and bright sky light. The years she'd spent in that squad room listening to Burley and his stupid jokes, failing romances and pools. The years with Jethro: their 'accidental' brushes of hands as they worked, and went from colleagues, to partners to lovers. It seemed so long ago now.

Standing up Jenny brushed the creases out of her black pencil skirt which fell and inch above her knees and had a split up the back. The black was broken by a pale blue pin stripe. She wore a pale blue blouse to match that was tucked into her skirt. Jenny brushed her fringe out of her eyes before making her way out to help. Jenny felt a sudden desire to make sure she impressed him. He'd been the man who taught her everything he knew, now she wanted to make him proud of her, hear him say 'good job Shepard' one last time. So, with her usual smile on her face she made her way outside, sat down with the team and began to work.

At 16 00 Greenwich mean time NCIS special agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs and his two fellow agents entered Thames House. They walked through security check after security check as they made their way to Section D. They walked into the modern glass office and all stood slightly dumbfounded, then Gibbs saw a head of red he'd never thought he'd see again. There perched on the edge of a glass desk was Jenny Shepard. Her skirt raised up her leg, and red hair tumbling down her back. In his mind, in that moment she took his breath away. "Jen?" He questioned almost hesitantly not believing his eyes. She turned to look at his and that devilish smile he adored so much formed on her sinful lips.

"Hello Jethro." She replied in her calm silky tone.

"What are you doing here?" He questioned remembering to speak instead of gawk at her.

Jenny sighed 'great' she thought to herself. 'Marrow obviously neglected to tell him I'd left ' And so with her signature smirk came the witty sarcastic answer. "Well I work here Jethro, kinda explains it." But the look of confusion on his face made her realise she want getting away with it that easily. So she gently signalled for him to follow her into her office whilst asking someone to show NCIS the coffee machine. As Jethro followed her admired her figure and smirked at how one of the first things she had said to him had been sarcastic. He remembered back when she'd first started none of them had been able to tell whether to believe or not half the things she said. She'd had burly believing she was a lesbian for months.

She showed him into her office with the glass front and sat down. "I take it Marrow didn't pass on my message then"

"Why are my team here if NCIS is already working with MI6?"

"We're MI5 Jethro! A year after...Paris I quit NCIS. There's a lot we need to talk about but the short and narrow is I left because I lost everything I loved it was all ripped away from me, and I could not take any more. Now I work here. MI5, those guys out there, they're my guys and they're the best at what they do. "

Jethro stood there stunned. Looking at her for her tell tale twitch before knowing she was telling the truth.

"Fine, whose the lead?"

"My country, my lead." He rolled his eyes, the student had become the master.

Even now with a case weighing heavily on both of their minds neither one could ignore the pressing matter of the elephant in the room. But somehow a silent agreement had been made that for today at least the case became priority. And as they made their way outside a professional barrier was formed.

"Okay, Special agents Gibbs, DiNozzo and McGee are working this with us. One of their own was killed and we all know too well how that feels. Make the feel welcome." And so everyone got to work, briefing on different aspects running intel checking with informants. Everything seemed to have a flow to it. Tony and Tim were amazed by the facilities whilst Gibbs was amazed by his former probie. He watched as she managed to asses situations without a glint of fear. How she could control the whole room easily and how all of her guys could anticipate, something's he was struggling to teach his two but he watched in awe as she laughed and smiled, as everyone had a certain sense of respect for her.

As the day went on and faded into night Jenny decided it was late. 23 00 rolled Gibbs. "Right, I'm going to send these lot home, it's getting late."

"Jen? There is a potential terrorist on the loose and you are sending your best people home to get some sleep?"

"Yes Jethro I am! They cannot souly work on fumes. They each have a life outside of work- that I encourage. Erin had a little girl for God's sake." Jenny said indicating to the brunette who was working alongside Tariq their technical guy and McGee. "And just so you know Jethro, even when I do send them home they'll all be requesting a secure link up to the system in half an hour. They're dedicated. Now, I suggest you do the same; there is a safe house twin room for your agents. I have a spare you can stay with me." She said before leaving the room and informing the others.

Half an hour later Jenny still sat at her desk, typing away. She closed her eyes feeling the itching feeling she got when she was tired. Grabbing the hair bobble from her wrist she ties her hair back into a lose bun before returning to her screen. "Go home Jenny, get some sleep." Said Jethro from the door. She smirked as she flashed back to the hundreds of times he had said those same six words to her over their time together.

"I'm fine." She replied, lying through her teeth.

"Yeah? You never could lye Jen, your eye always twitched. Come on, you were right before, you can't run off fumes." And so giving up she shut down her laptop and put it in her bag before Jethro helped her with her Jacket and made their way out.

Jenny only lived a ten minute walk away, and the journey was silent. Neither hungry they didn't stop for food. So when they arrived at her terrace house she took off her coat and went straight to change out of her work cloths telling Jethro to help himself to a drink. Five minutes later she reappeared in a baggy NIS top and black leggings. The top Jethro was sure he remembered as being his many years ago. Smirking he handed her a drink. "Jethro, I…I think if we're going to work this case successfully them we need to talk."

"Yeah, yeah we do."

"I'm…" she sighed and drunk a healthy sip of her drink before continuing. "I suppose, no not suppose I do owe you an apology. I left because I had this '5 point plan'. I needed to get to the top and catch my fathers killer." She said it bitterly as if the sound of what he hopes had been made her dispise herself. "I lose you, the man I loved, the man I still love. But before you say anything there…there is something else you need to know. Jethro I didn't know until two months later that I was pregnant when I left. With all the stress I hadn't noticed. I…I was so happy. I was confused sure but I was so so happy. At the time I was under cover with Mossad for three more months. I informed their director and told myself I was going to tell you. I knew I was - as soon as I could. I remember thinking you were married or engaged, but knew I had to tell you." Jenny took a deep breath. "The day before the end of the op, the day before I was due to fly to tell you there was an explosion. I lost our child. It was a NCIS hate crime. Another thing I lost."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Jethro I knew about your first wife, Marrow…he slipped me the file before the opp. Said it was only right I knew how to deal with you. I know about Shannon and Kelly and I am so very sorry. I didn't want to put you through losing another child."

"Jenny I would have stood by you. Helped-"

"No Jethro. What was I meant to do? Turn up at your door and say 'Hi, I know I left you and broke your heart. But here it is I was actually pregnant I've lost that baby now. Fancy getting back together on a bed of lies?'"

"Jen-"

"I left NCIS because it had made me lose the two people I had loved more than anything. If it wasn't for a young officer I would have died. So I left. Helped out her majesties secret service for a while before Harry – the old boss – took me under his wing."

They sat there, talking about thing for an hour or so after that. She showed him the ultra sound of their child, told him about her dreams of being a mum. In return he told her about Shannon and Kelly

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